Jianghu Demolition Team

The birds chirping in the yard, the door is open, and the furnishings in the house are quaint.

Sake has been sitting on the bed since he was sober, losing all vitality.

Footsteps sounded by the door, Sake squinted her eyes, and the girl in the lake green summer coat poked her head by the door.

She remembered that the Valley Lord seemed to call her to speak lightly, Mo lightly?

It doesn't matter what it is.

Sake looked back and said, "Go out."

She didn't want to see anyone's face now.

Mo Qingyan brought the medicine to her and said, "You should drink the medicine."

Sake said: "Get out!" Because these two words were bitten too hard, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"You don't like taking medicine, it's too bitter, isn't it? I have candied fruit here..."

Mo Qingyan held the bowl in one hand and fumbled in his arms with the other.

Sake heard these words, his pupils shrank, and his eyes suddenly flushed.

As soon as she raised her hand, she overturned the medicine bowl in Mo Qingyan's hand, and the medicine splashed Mo Qingyan all over.

"Get out!"

This thunder stunned Mo Qingyan.

Bai Sang walked in, pulled Mo Qingyan behind him, and said solemnly: "You don't feel happy in your heart, don't let others anger. This child doesn't owe you anything, shouldn't adults coax you to take medicine?"

Bai Sang pierced the heart of Sake with a word, and her heart was convulsed in pain.

There was a flash of tears in her eyes, and the tears rolled down.

She stood up without wearing shoes, and walked barefoot to the pear cupboard. On the table was an ashes altar containing Lin Qingchao's ashes.

Sake held it in his arms and walked out.

Outside the courtyard, Xuanshen was talking to Taoist Yiye, Master Kuyuan, and he invited the two saints to come over, in order to get rid of the shackles on Mo Qingyan's neck.

Mo Qingyan grew up, and if the shackles are not removed, she is afraid that she will be hurt. But this fine iron is not easy to remove, let alone that it can't hurt Mo Qingyan when the shackles are unlocked.

Xuan Shen couldn't find the magic weapon, so he could only seek help from people with deep internal strength and exquisite swordsmanship.

The two of them were about to retire, and now they were free, and they were invited to come, and the same was true. When they encountered Lin Qingchao and sake, they knew a little about the destruction of Lin's family.

Xuan Jian Sake came over, stopped her, and asked softly, "Where are you going." Lin Qingchao entrusted the sake to him before his death. He promised, and he would not fail his deceased friend's wishes.

"It has nothing to do with you!"

Bai Sang and Mo lightly followed. Xuan Shen glanced at them, and he heard the noise in the room just now. He said: "It is easy to say that this child has grown up in the valley since she was a child. He is unkind and offends you. Don't blame her. Bai Sang taught her to grow up and treat her as if she was wronged. Don't take it to heart."

Sake walked aside, to avoid him.

I don't know that this person's figure is like a ghost, she stepped aside, this person did not move, but still stood in front of her.

"You get out!"

"Your illness has not been cured."

"I don't want you to cure it!"

Scrophulariaceae smiled warmly, not giving way.

Sake took two steps back, picked up three stones and shot at the sea of ​​scrophulariaceae, right eye, and mutton. She blocked the scrophulariaceae on the right and walked around to the left.

But in front of him seemed to stand three big mountains that couldn't be avoided. The Taoist swept away the stones with a whisk. The monk folded his hands together. Sake never saw how he moved. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

The Taoist stroked his long silver beard and said, "Well, little baby, you won't dare to be naughty if you don't be obedient and hit your **** twice."

Sake struggled desperately, knowing that she was suppressed by the monk's internal force, so she used her internal force to resist him.

But the monk's internal strength is like Mount Tai, she is just gravel under his feet, how can she contend. But she didn't want her life, and went hard with the monk, her neck was thick and red, her face was abnormally red, and blood was bleeding from her ears and nose.

The monk's face was shocked, and when he saw her hurt, he quickly let go: "Why bother! Why bother!"

Regardless of the consequences of sake, the meridians have been damaged. When the monk let go, she vomited blood out on her stomach.

She wiped her nose and mouth, struggled to get up, and walked out again.

Scrophulariaceae showed unbearable expression, walked up to her and squatted down and asked, "Where are you going? I didn't let you go. I just promised your aunt to take care of you. If you have a reliable place, tell I told me to rest assured, I can let you go.

There was a moment of loss on Sake's face.

Where to go? Where can she go.

With tears on her face mixed with blood, she cried: "I don't want to be here, I want to go back, I want to go home."

Her voice was at a loss, like a child who had lost her way and could not find her way back, feeling aggrieved and panic.

Scrophulariaceae was sad, but could not give a hint of comfort. "Your aunt worked so hard to send you here to cure your taste and the poison on your body. She entrusted you to me. This is her last wish. Are you unwilling to help her realize it?"

The sake choked and did not speak.

Xuan Shen patted her on the shoulder and said, "When your sense of taste recovers, I will develop a way to contain your poison. I will no longer restrict where you go. You can just wait here for a while?"

Suddenly, Kuyuan spoke: "Little donor, after a person dies, the undead will have to wander around the place where they died for a while before leaving. Is the little donor unwilling to accompany the donor here more?"

Sake looked at the talking monk. The big monk has big ears, his head is slightly lowered, and there are nine ring scars on the top of Guangyuan's head. He has a kind eyebrow and a good-natured voice.

She is not a believer in gods and Buddhas, but she probably hoped so in her heart, so she believed in the words of suffering, and was willing to stay in Xuhuai Valley for a while.

During this period of time, Scrophulariaceae took pains to heal her sense of taste, but sake was very negative for the treatment.

The medicine for sake has been delivered by other disciples since that day, but she can always see the girl's figure, either lying by the door and peeking at her, or lying on the yard wall.

She had no mind at first, but when Scrophulariaceae came to give her acupuncture and moxibustion, she asked more.

Xuanshen smiled and said: "It is easy to say that she has not been out of the valley, and the people she gets along with have always been disciples in the valley. The first time she met people outside the valley, she was still a girl similar to her age, so she was interested in you, hope Did not offend you."

The sake said nothing.

After Scrophulariaceae gave her acupuncture on this day, she felt a little different.

Scrophulariaceae picked up the herbal medicine for a try, she held it in her mouth, and after the sweetness, it was wet and bitter.

These tastes were something she had never felt before, and she chewed in a daze and swallowed.

Scrophulariaceae's medical skills were so serious that her sense of taste had troubled her parents for many years, but he was cured in just one month.

Xuan Shen asked: "How?"

"I don't know how to describe this taste."

Xuan Shen smiled and said, "It's good if you can taste the difference. If you eat a lot in the future, you will understand how to describe it. Are you hungry, do you want to try some snacks or something."

Sake stayed for a while: "No, thank you." Compared to Scrophulariaceae's relief, she was extremely disappointed, as if it did not cure the stubborn illness, but aggravated it.

Scrophulariaceae knew her heart was frustrated, so she was depressed.

Although his medical skills are superb, he can only heal people, but he can't heal the heart.

He shook his head, ordered her to rest and left.

At night, Scrophulariaceae sent medicine again, saying it was to strengthen her body.

Sake sat in the hallway, wearing a thin coat, bare feet, showing slender white ankles.

She saw a familiar figure appearing at the courtyard gate, and the person was hesitant to come in.

She cried: "You come in."

The man shrank, staring at her with only one pair of eyes, and then walked out for a long while.

Sake presumably scared her last time, and she was so scared when she saw herself.

Holding the medicine bowl in his hand, he looked at her and said, "What happened last time was that I was not good, and it scared you."

The man had a blank face. If Sake hadn't heard from other disciples that she was different from ordinary people, she had always had no expressions, and thought she was angry, and remembered the matter to the bottom of her heart.

"Are you looking for me?"

The man looked at her for a while, as if he had just understood what she was saying, and shook his head.

What followed was a long silence between the two, the moonlight was white, and the cicadas cried everywhere.

Sake patted his side and said, "Sit down and look up at you. It's tired."

The man came over and sat beside her.

"Are you talking lightly?"

"Mo lightly."

"My name is... my name is sake."

"I know." Mo lightly nodded, she was a little nervous, pulling the corner of her clothes, if Bai Sang was here, she would see it.

The people in this valley don't like Mo Qingyan very much. Although they don't reject her, they don't get close to her, neither lukewarm nor lukewarm.

Although there are Bai Sang and Scrophulariaceae, the age difference between Mo Qingyan and Mo Qingyan is still too great.

Before the sake came, Scrophulariaceae received a letter, telling Mo Wen that a girl of the same age was going to the valley to treat her illness. This child is easy-going and might be able to become friends with you.

Therefore, don’t ask, look forward to it, nervous, thinking about how to get along with her, take her to the flower field, take her to the cheats pavilion, take her to the back mountain, and what’s interesting in Xuhuai Valley, she thinks carefully. Until the sake arrives.

"When did you worship the Master Xuanshen Valley as your teacher?"

Mo Qingyan recalled: "A long time ago."

"Where are your parents?"

Mo Qingyan shook his head: "I don't remember."

Sake took a sip of the medicine, and said, "It's bitter."

"The medicine is like this."

Sake thumb rubbed the rim of the bowl without answering.

The bright moon is round and round, without any gaps.

Sake stared at the moon reflected in the bowl of Chinese medicinal juice, she said in a daze, "I have a hundred people in my family. I don't remember them anymore. It's been a long time."

"How come there are so many, more than the disciples in Xuhuaigu." Mo Qingyan seemed surprised.

Sake turned his head, his mouth curled, and he smiled faintly.

Good-looking, but bleak.

Mo Qingyan was stunned, unable to understand the meaning of this smile.

Later, I wanted to ask, Sake had secretly left Xuhuaigu after she returned that night.

Since then, all the way to the southeast of Xuhuai Valley, it is rumored that there is a young assassin who specializes in killing bandits and traitors. The methods are cruel, and those who see it are shocked.

After Yunmeng Daze enters the autumn, it often rains and the fog is lingering, and the autumn is cool, blurred and bleak.

Sake is wearing straw sandals and cloth, with a jar hanging on his back and a sword on his hand.

She was sitting in front of the steps of the house, looking at the dripping eaves, watching the dripping dripping, dripping dripping.

Her face was pale, her lips were chapped, and her eyes were blank.

Four men walked over, with knives hanging around their waists, fiercely fierce.

The vendors on the side shrank back, wishing to hide inside the wall.

The opposite person was asleep leaning against the wall, dressed in black, covered his face with a straw hat, and a long stick beside him, seemed to be a traveler who couldn't find the inn.

The four people gathered around the sake and looked her up and down for a long time.

One person tweeted: "Youngest, you **** admit the wrong person! This is clearly a female doll, how could it be the **** who killed the old five and six!"

Another person has already drawn his sword: "Boss, how could I recognize this face wrong, even if I recognize this face wrong, I won't recognize the sword wrong, it's her!"

"Hey, girl, who are you?"

Sake raised his eyelids, his tone lazily: "Are you in a group?"

"Our eldest brother asks you something!"

"It's impossible for the youngest to admit wrong, this little thing is so arrogant, first break her hands and feet before talking, and ask the rest slowly."

"I said, brother, take a closer look, this girl is so handsome, not as good as us..."

Before he finished speaking, the man suddenly felt a tingling pain in his chin. When he looked down, the cold light hit him, he hurriedly avoided, and staggered to sit on the ground.

Only then did it become clear that the girl had taken the sword, and the other three drew their swords one after another and attacked her.

There are few pedestrians on the streets after the rain, and people who see life and things hide far away, and the clang of swords intersecting is clearly audible throughout the street.

The branches and leaves in the other's yard crossed the wall, and the rain dropped the dead leaves, and the lustrous water drops on the tail of the leaves, until the ground was stuffy and the drops fell to the ground.

Sake drew out the knife that had been cut into the shoulder, and randomly threw it among the four corpses. He bent his body and wiped the blood from his hands with the clothes of the person at his feet. He fumbled in the arms of the four and found out a bag. Broken silver.

I walked to the stall next to him and knocked on the stand: "Master, a piece of candied chestnuts."

The master was trembling, packed a portion of chestnuts and put it in front of the stall. He did not dare to accept the silver passed by the sake.

Behind Sake suddenly stretched out two hands, one hand took the chestnuts, the other took the silver in Sake's hand, and threw it into the vendor's arms: "Master, you will keep it for you. This is the money earned by honest duty. , It’s not ill-gotten wealth, worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth."

Sake turned his head and looked, and saw the person standing behind him was wearing a black long gown, with gray hair, bright eyes, and extremely tender face, so he looked young, but Sake guessed that he should be over half a hundred years old.

This person had been sitting on the opposite side before, not knowing when he woke up, standing behind her, she didn't notice anything.

This person threw the chestnuts into the other hand and then asked with a smile: "My little friend, how come you have a greedy person like you, who has suffered such a serious injury, and your life is at stake, so you still have leisure to buy chestnuts."

Sake to get the chestnuts: "What's up with you."

This person threw it on the other hand again: "Oh, even though it is such a reason, I have a close relationship with my little friend. I am not willing to abuse myself like this."

Sake said: "Who are you?"

The man touched his beard and groaned: "People in the rivers and lakes call me a drunkard. The old friend calls me an old ghost. What does the little friend want to call me?"

Sake is stunned, the alcoholic cassia?